It's days like this that make me want to go away
Oversees, on a plane, underground, on a train
Desert or sea, a place where no one can find me
I love home but I can't scream here
I love home but I can't be here
I love home but am I me here?
Life is easy when you're not alone
But what do I do now that I'm grown
Bring the bad parts along with the good
Or run from nightmares and lose the rest
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So Real
Poetry'I'm used to not being a lot of things' This is a poetry collection exploring the complexities of modern teenage mental health, especially for teenage girls. There is a balance of dark and uplifting poems and some personal ones too, including topic...
